very nice music, great sound and rhythm, excellent playing!

It's been a long time since I came to listen to you. I do not regret it is very good what you do !!

wonderful fingerstyle  and there's that pup!!:-))

SLY PROPOSALS

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


Factor Integrante

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)

La décision

Mellow Words

please also check my YouTube Channel:
https://youtu.be/CZfO158DCvU

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帰り道 / the way home
==================
そして今日もまた日が暮れる
なだらかな 上り坂の向こう
どこかで見たことのある風景
独りの　帰り道

似たような ため息をつき
似たような 人々を見送り
通し番号のような日々に
章立てを　必要とする

順序よく 居なくなって
順序よく 現れ流離う
ひとたび リズムが狂えば
底のない悲しみに抱かれ

「ご自由に お入りなさい
招待は しませんけれど」
そんな　侮辱に耐えて
ちっぽけな　譲れないもの

そして今日もまた日が暮れる
なだらかな 上り坂の向こう
どこかで見たことのある風景
独りの　帰り道

似たような 足音をたて
似たような カードをかざし
逆算で成立する日々に
秒読みを必要とする

順序よく ドアを叩き
順序よく 逃れ身を隠す
ひとたび リズムが狂えば
たえ間ない憂鬱とあそび

「大切なもの お出しなさい
持っていても しかたないでしょう」
そんな　屈辱をこえて
ずっとずっとずっとずっと先へ

そして今日もまた日が暮れる
なだらかな上り坂の向こう
どこかで見たことのある風景
独りの　帰り道

concave & convex

帰り道 / on the way home

Conflicting feelings among arpeggios and a lot of acoustic rhythmic guitar. I tried to add some arrangements, but "goblin" (feeling while playing / ad libitum - what's the english for that?) was too much limited.

Sentimientos encontrados entre arpegios y mucha rítmica a pelo. Intenté ponerle acompañamiento, pero el duende quedaba demasiado encerrado.

Lyrics/Letra:

El mundo está oscuro sin ti,
la vida no tiene sentido si no estás aquí. 
El tiempo pasa rápido, 
contigo es la paz y la seguridad de estar abrazado.

La seguridad de estar a tu lado
hace que el tiempo no pare... (bis)

Hay tanta gente en el mundo, 
tanta gente por conocer.
La tranquilidad de estar a tu lado
hace que no me decida... (bis)

¿Merece la pena esa tranqulidad
que me mantiene ignorante?
¿Merece la pena esa paz,
y rechazar la variedad?

Son las dudas de siempre,
desde tu seguro regazo, no sé qué es mejor.
Quiero buscar algo nuevo, 
intento convencerme de que no, nada es mejor.

La seguridad de estar a tu lado
 hace que el tiempo no pare...
La tranquilidad de estar a tu lado
hace que no me decida...

No sé qué hacer (Contigo es la paz)

Uh oh, somebody's been listening to Supertramp!

Lyrics:
Going back to those good old, bad old days
I'd come over to your place
We'd drink some wine (all afternoon!)
The good old, bad old days
That's how I live my life
Stumbling through onto another day
When she turned to me and say 
With a smile
When you make love (3X)

Chorus: It's all feel
All feel and no technique
That's how I live my life

I was making music, strumming my 6 string
It brings me joy
I follow my bliss ( just like this!)
And if you hear me sing
If you hear me sing (2X)
It's with all feel...
(Chorus)
I might sleep over at the beach
I might stay over at your place
That's how I live my life
It's how I like to do my thing
(Chorus)
All feel and no technique

All Feel and No Technique

A hollow wind of desire

The poodle is dreaming about some dorian bendings and slidings on the acoustic guitar. 
Follow for more acoustic guitar tracks.

Gear I use:
Taylor Guitar 414
Elixir Strings
Thalia Capo
Allen&Heath Mixer
Garageband
Korg Minilogue xd
Lewitt, Audiotechnica and Shure mics

If you have any questions please feel free to ask them

Poodle´s Dream Doodle

Music by Julien Morency & Sebastiano Quiri @fleursonseaux
Photo by Sebastiano Quiri

When we started this collaboration, like everyone on this planet, we were hit by the pandemic and the effects on our lives.  Earth stopped for a moment and we could feel her heartbeat ...and with it the will to overcome anything!

Lorsque nous avons commencé cette collaboration, comme tout le monde sur cette planète, on a été frappé par la pandémie est tout ce que ça a changé dans nos vies. La Terre s'est arrêtée pendant un moment et on pouvait ressentir son battement de coeur....et avec lui la volonté de tout surmonter!

Pulsearth

Video

Pulsearth (feat. Fleursonseaux)

Listen to St. Clement while watching Lance Mountain skateboard in the 1984 skateboarding film, The Bones Brigade Video Show here: https://www.facebook.com/couchkingpresents/videos/715433375670753/

I had been really wanting to make new music with Calebass. I have been making a lot of songs that lean more heavily toward hip hop the last couple years and felt like heading back toward the direction of my earlier years on SoundCloud. Luckily Calebass was willing and ready and the music flowed easily and steadily. Jon did an amazing job adding an element of jazz with his bass and Janine really awakened the psychedelic spirit and Age of Aquarius with her vocals. It was extra bonus to have both Sinfields participate in this song making this a real SC family affair. Lyrically, I was inspired by the children’s book, Ox-Cart Man, which I love, and all the felt mouse toys I recently made for my cat at my daughter’s request. 

Thanks for all your years of listening everyone!

This is dedicated to the joys of making things at home.

Calebass: Guitars and Song Image / Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
Alex Collett Sinfield: Saxaphone
https://soundcloud.com/alex_collett_sinfield 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Felt
Of natural fibers  
Pelt 
Nature’s the provider  

Sheep and goats and muskoxen
Wool and cashmere qiviut 
Nothing that’s a toxin only
Simply as god giveth
Dyes of plants and insects 
Cochineal that’s rich and intense
I light up the incense 
As you gather up our projects
Single felting needle
Scissors from the cupboard
We are crafting peoples
Churning our own butters

Lalalalalalala
Lalalala
Lalalalalalala
Lalalala

Saint Clement fleeing from his city
Felted wool upon his blistered piggies

Accidentally felted 
From moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks 
Accidentally felted 
From the moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks

I dry skins in my oven 
Till the thin fur turns 
Orange summon 
Urnamman as smoke drifts to heaven
Waking up the legends battling 
Over bragging rights to the origins 
The color of carrot  
Felt hoods dyed and blocked 
To make hats 
I inhale the vapors  
And see the stories come to life 
As a small white cat adhered to a board 
Acts out the dreams of a young child bored 
In a mad scene 
Of scientists looking for a vaccine 
To score points for the lord of carotene 
Off with his head

Calebass, Jon Lock, Janine Levinson, Alex and Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - St. Clement

I’ve Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti
I am very happy to present my first collaboration with Vocalatti.
Vocal Vocalatti
https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti
A huge thanks to Paploviante for remastering
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Music and Production Lillithe
Lyrics:
Strange, I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door
Like a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the day
Strange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stones
Rainy nights, on Haussmann Boulevard
Parisian music drifting from the bars
Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort?
Tu te prends pour qui?
Toi aussi tu détestes la vie
Dance in bars and restaurants
Home with anyone who wants
Strange he's standing there alone
Staring eyes chill me to the bone
Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise
Un regard sur ses fringues
Sur les murs, des photos
Sans regret, sans mélo
La porte est claquée, Joel est barré

I've Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti

Texte Français et Google traduction

LA POUDRE BLANCHE...

Il se jouait à la russe
Bravant sa roulette
Se cherchant des plus
En laissant les miettes.
Il écœurait de sentiments
Surtout pas de haine
Aux injustices seulement
En vivant dans la peine.

Il se prenait des interdits
Qui grilleraient son temps
Sans se trouver maudit
Pour rêver en plus grand.
Il traînait son ombre
La suivant par derrière
Les regards de ce monde
Pas bien fait pour lui plaire.

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste

Il mettait ses oeillères
Pour aller tout droit
En courant vers l’enfer
Qu’il espérait moins froid.
Ce n’est la peur au ventre
Qui le ferait partir
Aux ténèbres impatientes
Mais pourquoi vouloir en finir?

Il se riait des sorts
Dans tous leurs tirages
Taquinant la mort
Qu’elle vienne avant l’âge.
Dans les méandres des rues
Malfamées de racailles
Il s’était tout juste perdu
Mais fallait-il qu’il s’en aille?

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste,
Que la fin de triste.

Salut bien bas, adieu à toi.

WHITE POWDER

He was playing Russian
Braving his roulette
Looking for each other
By leaving the crumbs.
He was disgusted with feelings
Don’t you hate me
To injustices only
By living in pain.

He was taking prohibitions
That would blow his time
Without being cursed
To dream bigger.
He dragged his shadow
The next one from behind
The eyes of this world
Not good for her.

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad

He wore his blinders
To go straight
Running to hell
That he hoped less cold.
It’s not fear in the belly
That would make him go
To the impatient darkness
But why do you want to end it?

He laughed at the spells
In all their prints
Teasing the death
Let her come before age.
In the meanders of the streets
Thugs of the street
He just got lost
But did he have to go?

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad,
Only the end of sad.

Hello down, goodbye to you.

LA POUDRE BLANCHE (La destruction)

An acknowledgement of injustice. 
All proceeds on BandCamp go to the NAACP. https://thedoomsdayparty.bandcamp.com/track/the-list-goes-on-and-on

BLM12

The List Goes On And On...

The List Goes On And On...?

Seminole Wind - John Anderson  (vocal cover) by  D B Keith

Fun Metal

... basis of this track is a flute improvisation of mine, heavily mangled through PaulXstretch, and bounced to a four minute drone pad ...... The Danmoi is a real time jam. Percussion is Ghosthack samples. Bass is Chromaphone3 VSTi. Image: asoggetti/unsplash - EnJoy !

Xmatazz / flute drone

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

A poodle, a guitar, sometimes mixed with didgeridoo or synth walk into a studio...what do you get? Poodle paws on the fretboard, making music magic! Follow now!
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Poodle´s Dream Doodle

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